"Damn, Kagard, Olaf, Renekton, where did they go? Didn't they see the fierceness of the fighting here? ”

The white-bearded old man saw that the battle was tightening here, and he couldn't get out, so he immediately yelled at his subordinates who were behind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This group of mid-to-high-level warriors may be useful in normal times, but in a large-scale legendary team battle like this, their participation in it is no different than sending them away.

The Santarim Church is not like a league of harpists, but an organization of mages, bards, and wanderers, and the vast majority of their members are warriors, priests, wanderers, and only a few mages from Manson's faction.

But now watching a group of people fighting with supernatural inhuman powers flying through the sky, what can you do with those bitter warriors and wanderers besides watching the show? They can't fly!

Faced with the question of the white-bearded old man, no one dared to come out to give him an answer, but in the next second, a herald rushed over from a distance.

"Your Excellency, something is wrong, there is also a group of powerful unknown elements in the maid's room to the west to sabotage, Kagard, Aurora, Lord Renekton They have gone to stop it, and now the two sides are in a fierce battle!"

"Poof!"

The white-bearded old man almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this report, and there were still people who dared to trouble them at this juncture, could it be that TM had discussed it in advance, right?

Thinking of the Eyeless Mask, the Nightblade Guild, the Red-robed Mage, and the Red Crow Regiment, these four subordinate organizations or partners could fight in a short period of time for no reason, this white-bearded old man understood in an instant, this TM must be a conspiracy, and the mastermind behind the scenes is now in front of him, it must be these guys involved in dispersing their forces, and then infiltrating into Kilgefra Fort!

Isn't that right? What are they sneaking into Kilgefraburg for?

The white-bearded old man suddenly had a very bad premonition throughout his body, could it be that they wanted to save that saint? It's not like ah, from the fight to the present, the white-bearded old man is sure that they are definitely not the lackeys under the hands of those good churches.

That is to take the lives of these few people of their own? That's impossible, he believes that since the other party is a person who can plan these classic layouts, he will definitely not make such a stupid mistake, how to say it here is also the main stronghold of the Santarin Society in the Sambia Kingdom, there are as many as 9 legendary professionals who are resident here, and there are some other killer tools that have not been used, although these killer tools will lose a lot if they are used, but it is impossible for the other party to take down Kilgefraburg.

Could it be that they are full of food and come over to do sabotage? This is even more impossible, the white-bearded old man dared to point to the lamp and swear, he had never seen such a group of people before, and he didn't remember when he had provoked such a large number of legendary powerhouses, and the other party could take the initiative to fight today It would definitely not be as simple as imagined, they must have their own purpose.

What could be the purpose? Could it be!!

For a moment, the face of the Grand Sect Master of the Santarin Society turned blue in an instant, and then from blue to black, as the leader of the Santalin Society, of course he knew many secrets that ordinary sect members did not know, such as the important people imprisoned in the depths of this ancient castle.......

"Damn, I now order you to open the final means of defense of Kilgefra Fort, everyone, let me go to the main fort to defend, they also have a team of people infiltrated here, I want you to defend the main fort strictly, I will kill anyone I see strangers, if our plan fails this time, I want all your lives!"

The white-bearded old man roared hoarsely behind him, and the others were shocked by the gaffe look of their own bishop, when had they ever seen each other so angry? Normally, even if he encounters something unhappy, he will be happy and angry, and then use his hands to kill a few unlucky people......

However, this time his appearance completely subverted the image that the old man usually established in the hearts of the sect, this huge contrast made the handful of beards of the white-bearded old man lose several motifs, if it wasn't for the conditions, he really hoped to kill a few more people to make them sober up.

Yacoste said in his heart You are still TM remember that there is me, seeing that the other party actually has time to give orders when he is fighting with himself, the half-elf sword saint suddenly felt a little unbearable, he also felt that his front stroke was a little serious, and he had to give the other party a little ruthless when he said anything.

Once again, the flames filled half of the sky, but this time it was not the familiar black flames, but the fiery red flames.

However, everyone could not feel the temperature of the red flame, on the contrary, they suddenly noticed that the temperature in the air around them had plummeted, and they subconsciously had the illusion that they had come to the Northland.

"Is this the power of the society?"

The white-bearded old man said that he himself was shocked, he was not a mage, but he had dealt with many spellcasters, and the archbishop of the Santarin Order had never seen a mortal unleash such magnificent elemental power.

The group of Santarinians below were also stunned, and they stared at the dreamlike scene in mid-air, and this fantastic and magnificent scenery even made these people unable to extricate themselves for a moment.

And then what is often the most beautiful thing in the world is the deadliest existence!

"You bastards, why are you still standing still? Run! ”

The white-bearded old man would have really been angry and had internal injuries, but he couldn't care about others at the moment, the opponent in front of him had obviously begun to magnify his moves, and the lethality was only stronger than his [Law Death], although His Excellency the Archbishop was still very suspicious of how the other party, a mortal, could have such incredible strength, but these small problems could not stop him from putting on a defensive posture with all his might.

Then the old man with the white beard felt a wind blow past him.

Well, there was a gust of wind, and when the archbishop reacted, he suddenly found that the opponent in front of him, the half-elf sword saint, had disappeared, and his main body had already run behind him, and he had started a slaughter mode against the group of melon-eating people on the ground!

"No!"

The white-bearded old man let out a sad cry, he only realized at this time that he had been deceived by the other party's illusion, and the archbishop twisted his body like a comet and crashed into the half-elf sword master behind him, and the momentum of going forward and breaking through the cauldron was daunting.

However, Acoste didn't go head-to-head with him, only to see the other party gently flap the huge wings behind his back again, and flew up lightly again, the playful expression on his face almost made the white-bearded old man angry.

He looked around and saw that in less than a second, none of his subordinates had died.

But the perpetrator still smiled and looked at himself condescendingly.

"Whew, whew, whew."

The white-bearded old man took a few deep breaths, then looked at the half-elf Sword Master with scarlet eyes.

"Good, good, you're the first person who can make me so angry, I swear, after today, I will never let you go, and after I catch you, I'm going to take your soul out of your body and put you in a cold prison for 10,000 years!"

"Don't be funny, don't you think it's ridiculous if you can save your life now, just worry about my head?"

Acoste replied with a smile, "You don't think you have a chance to go back to your main castle, don't lie to you, we do have a team of men to rescue Mystra, but what do you rely on to stop them?" ”

"Young man who doesn't know the height of the sky, I admit that you have the strength to despise everything, but you must know that a place like the church is never something you can imagine, no matter how much you exaggerate it in advance, the church will always be more terrifying than you expected!"

The white-bearded old man suddenly laughed wildly, and he pulled open his sleeve, revealing a dry arm.

This is the appearance of an old man, but this is not the point, and the point is that there is a blood-red gem inlaid on his arm!

"it!"

Acoste was instantly frightened, he didn't know what this gem was for, but this did not prevent him from feeling the evil power that condensed the souls of tens of thousands of people from this gem.

The Half-Elf Swordmaster's first instinct was to turn his head and run backwards, but he had only just turned half of his body when a cloud of holy white light rushed towards the white-bearded old man.

"It's you, what are you going to do, Kyle. Merlin, you old immortal, didn't torture you back then, and it was really my big mistake to let your soul go in the secret room. ”

The white-bearded old man was immediately furious, he didn't expect that at this most critical moment, he would be able to kill a Cheng Biting Jin from the halfway.

"Hehe, old enemy, there is not much time for you to regret it now, I will never allow you to spread chaos and brutality on this main plane, come with me to meet destruction, Kargalu!"

The saint laughed heartily, and it was not difficult to hear from their conversation that they knew each other, and that they were still in a very familiar relationship.

It's very likely that it was the white-bearded old man who put Kyle. Merlin captures him, and then tortures him until he dies.......

However, now the situation has taken a turn for the worse, and now his subordinates have become his life-saving talismans, a divine turn that Kargalu could not have imagined.

No one in the Santarin Society in Arabel City knew the name of the old man with the white beard, because he had been alive for too long, and the long time could be traced back to before the Gu Yuan memorial, when the Cormir Kingdom was not yet established.

But now, Kyle and Merlin calmly handed over each other's names, which is also like the voice of the end of an era, which has been passed down from the eternal times through time and space, and has been passed down to this moment.

The milky white light was not dazzling, but it tightly enveloped the white-bearded old man in it.

From Acoste's point of view, it can be seen that the soul of the saint can be completely disintegrated here, and he incarnates into countless white fragments attached to Kargaru's body, and then quickly penetrates through the skin of the other party, intertwining with the black evil soul inside.

"Poof!"

As soon as the two came into contact, they suddenly clashed violently like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, and clear water encountering fire, and the body of the white-bearded old man was completely shattered at this moment, turning into dust and dissipating in mid-air.

"You are a true warrior, saint."

Seeing this situation, even Acoste, who has always been as solid as a stone, couldn't help but be moved, and at this moment, Kyle, Merlin, and Calgalu completely disappeared together.

They are not even dead, because their souls can neither go to the kingdom of God to enjoy happiness, nor enter the River Styx to be reincarnated, nor can they cross like themselves, but completely disappear from this world.......

It's something worse than death.

The Half-Elf Juggernaut shook his head, and he turned to his teammates' battlefield to help the others settle the battles that were still entangled.

Are you going to say that Acoste didn't have a chance to stop Calgalu just now? That's impossible, as long as Acoste dares to use his own life as a bargaining chip, he can pay a lower price than the saint to sacrifice his soul to kill Kargaru.

However, Acoste did not do this at this moment, he had no faith, and he was not the kind of person who gave up his life for the sake of faith, but in his eyes he valued interests and emotions more.

Can you say he's at fault? Can you call him cowardly? Maybe talk to Kyle again. Merlin's behavior was a coward compared to his actions, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him.

He didn't have to ask for the other party's life in the first place, his purpose from beginning to end was just to draw the other party's attention and create an opportunity for them at midnight, and he couldn't fight with the other party at all, because this was completely meaningless for himself.

Everyone has their own path, if today's matter is related to Ling's death, Yacoste may go to fight, but if it is just for the boring battle of faith, if it is just to save the lives of other innocent ordinary people, and if it is just to maintain the balance of good and evil on the main plane, the half-elf sword saint said that he still can't do these things, or those who usually boast of benevolence, righteousness and morality.......

The battle over the stables soon became one-sided.

The death of their own archbishop was a great deal of bad news for the other Santarins, and now that a warrior who was not inferior to Kargaru in terms of hard power had intervened in this battle, the Santalins who were still struggling were even more desperate.

"Boom."

Two warriors who didn't know whether they were alive or dead were quickly killed by Acoste, who sneaked up from the flank, and then the rest of the legendary pros finally collapsed, and they forced their way out of the battle with their own life-saving methods, and ran towards the outside of Kilgefra Fort without looking back.

"Enough, stop chasing!"

Acoste pulled back Vile and Salina, who were obviously a little overexcited, but her eyes turned to the depths of the castle.

"We have more important things to do, don't worry, the battle has just begun......"